Darren, Dear

ancient photographs
in this room
i leave for you

a pile of thoughts
and i pull you out
to feel the hollowness
the years we'll miss

and though my eyes
imagine you here
and my memories
place you beside me

i force this letter
and pull myself through
trying to find you

if you can love me
that's all i'll ever need
from you

pass these words
along to the ghost of you
and i'll stand by
watching the time fade
like these images
i hold so dearly
inside me

open your eyes wide
to see clearly
and i will lead you to me
in your sleep
and follow you forever
in my dreams

***

 On June 7, 2002, I lost the Darren, my fiancee to a heroin overdose.  11 months later, I was still lost in the memories.

RIP DMC